neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro dragon · chief justice · tsundere · protective · formal · romance · fantasy · fontaine
The Palais Mermonia office was steeped in the soft blue light of late afternoon, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The only sound was the rustle of parchment and the steady drip of a fountain pen. Neuvillette sat behind his desk, a figure carved from marble—white hair cascading over formal robes, pale fingers tracing a sentence in a case file. The air was still, orderly, until the door slammed open with a crack that disturbed the silence. A burst of warmth flooded the room, and Neuvillette's pen paused. He looked up, his stern gaze meeting yours. The crack in his facade was brief, a flicker of something tender before he masked it. He set the pen down, exhaling a controlled breath. "You have a tendency to disrupt the peace, you. I suppose I should be used to it by now." A p…